| Comment | Can't remember the name of the scheme for the life of me but in 2009 or thereabouts, I had a job through a government scheme working at the GFT. Pay was ludicrously good and I had a council house in the Merchant City because I'd been homeless. 190 quid a month rent on Parnie Street! Mind you, had to deal with constant jakies from the courts but it is what it is.
The job wasn't too bad but I used to get pretty bad anxiety palpitations from dealing with how busy it got at times. Other than that, tonnes of slooooooow days manning the empty bar or ushering the same French divorce drama 5 times a day. Got free tickets for my pals and made them discover the wonders of weird world cinema that wasn't just Hollywood over and over. Was on the job with some other people on the same scheme and made good friends with them, had a laugh. Can't say I miss working with the general public though. People are fucking rockets! |
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